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Singles' Day


Singles' Day, going down from the plateau, is snowing all the time.

On the way, a large truck overturned, blocking the entire road, and the friends joked that if they were stuck here, they would be able to go to the king of Yama when the car ran out of gas.

Before I left, I prepared a four-day update, because I was afraid that I would not have time and make a big promise to myself, to the readers, and to the editor.

I didn't expect to wait until the fourth day to go back.

I was really shocked when I was stuck in traffic, but fortunately, the driver was very strong and forced his way around the traffic jam from the icy meadow.

Commitment matters.

I have seen Tibetans dedicate their lives to a promise and make the world so simple that it is only a matter of bowing and bowing.

I think commitment is also a life, at least an attitude to life.

Yeshi is a friend in the literary club who has helped me a lot.

Unfortunately, I forgot about it before I left.

In fact, I am very lazy, all the time, many friends have been supporting me, and later on the shelves, I have been subscribed, recommended to me, and even gave me monthly passes and tips.

I didn't have a word of thanks.

I also rarely write words of thanks in my writings.

Because I feel like every word is a reward.

But today, coming down from the ice and snow, I feel that I still have to say words of gratitude.

Because human life is too short.

I wanted to write about agricultural China, just because of one of my own obsessions.

Because the times are too close, political connotations are inevitable, so some friends like it and some don't.

Most of them hold a cold sweat for me, probably the editor is too.

Commitment is very important, and I don't want to break it, let alone be a eunuch.

Suddenly I felt something, and I was speechless.

Friends, let's get down to business, what you promise always has to be fulfilled.

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